Hasbrouck Heights High School - Coronian Yearbook (Hasbrouck Heights, NJ)

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l.Ll..l.l.Ll l For ixllllil lfish we have an Zltlllllfllllll xvherein sl1e may live. To Carl Lalumia we do give a book entitled: How to 'I'o Tessie Magocsy ive give a curling iron. Become an Oratorf' To Yi1'gi11ia llarnes we give a non-leakable pe11 ancl To Mima Stevens we do give a lantern to guicle her home pray that her hancls may resume their natural color. at night. 'l'o Yivian we give an egg i11 order that with it sl1e may To Marinus Galanti we give a hanrlkerehief in which to be able to compouncl l1er favorite beverage-Ham ancl smother tl1at laugh of l1is. 'lio Ruth Coyle we give a package of hairpins that are To Marion Rat? we give a box of pepper, for at the rate slightly more invisible than the 01165 now i11 11se. that sl1e is using it her present supply must soon run out. To julia Kelenien we give :1 chem 111a11ual that sl1e may To Henrietta I.ist clo we bequeath a poxvcler-puff tl1at continue her triumphs i11 that subject. we assure her is sterilized. To lithel we give a book tl1at will doubtless be of great XYe cleelare the above to be Olll' last will and testament 11sc to her. lt is entitled: Helpful Hints to l'I0L1SCNVlVCS.U and have hereunto set o11r name on this 28th clay of May, To Peg llc-ales we give a hair-net that is fully as invisi- i11 the year of o11r Lord, one thousand nine hunclrecl anfl ble as those she IIUVV uses. twenty. .1-0 Mary Steeflar we Hive a box of rouge for her hair. Ulm- of 1090 To Dot Lilllllflllll we give a pair of scissors that she may H ' continue to cut tl1e sleeves of her blouses. RUSSIEI 1. filllil-IY . -M - ' 1 1 'r W ' 1 i '

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l J 4 CLASS VVe, the class of 1920, of Hasbrouck Heights High School, being of sound mind and body, do hereby make, publish and declare this our last will and testament in manner and form as hereinafter set forth. To our principal, Mr. Thomson, we do give and bequeath a wrist watch in order that he may have more time on his hands. 'I'o the Board we do give one can of paint in hopes that they will use the same to paint the auditorium. To Miss lispy we do bequeath the class of '21 hoping that she may arouse their dormant intellects. To Miss XN alker we give this ink of crimson hue that she may continue the giving of colorful marks. To Miss Loosen we do give this speller which we hope will be used upon the lower classmen with dire effect. 'l'o Miss Diercks do we give this gorgeous red hand- kerchief. XVhy we give it we do not know. To Mr. Hagaman we give this pair of cymbals for his beloved orchestra. For Miss Eckberg we have a quill pen which is so much more up-to-date than the machines in the commercial depart- ment. To Mr. Doolittle we give a copy of a Spanish national song which we trust will be greatly appreciated by him- Wearing of the Green. WILL For Thomas Ingui we have a ball: we are under the im- pression that he may understand its use. To Billy Bridgewater we give a mirrorg he has possibly seen one before. For Pete Cohen we have a chemical that We defy him to analyze. To Doc talias Vlfallacej Conover we give a fan to keep him cool. To Howard Hettger we give this gun that he may hunt the wild and woolly juggle Jabber in its native haunts. To Jimmy Chastney we give this comb that matches his hair most beautifully. For Russell Rhinesmith we have something for which be has long yearned, a corn-cob pipe. To Mike Bilas we give this beautiful little solo: to be sung so low you can't' hear it. To Dibby Daniels we give this horseshoe to give him luck when in the ring. For Russell Gokey we have a necktie that may be used as a Klaxon upon occasion. For Ted Ruckert we have a new car that we hope he will appreciate. To Francis Dominick we do give and bequeath one hunt- ing license. XYe found that May Greenstein needed a new set of scales for her piano and have them here for her.

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Lll Y H TEN YEARS HENCE THE PROPHECY OF THE CLASS OF 1920 I was wandering about aimlessly thru the streets of New York, when suddenly a feeling of curiosity crept over me-a feeling to investigate everything that attracted my attention. Led on by this impulse I found myself in a great hall, surrounded by a crowd of people who were wildly yelling and throwing their hats into the air. In the center was a boxing ring, with jack Dempsey lying unconscious on the floor, and another man standing over him, smiling, with folded arms. Somehow that smile looked familiar. The ref- eree came to his side and in a loud, authoritative voice, shouted, By virtue of his having knocked out .lack Demp- sey in 35 seconds, Steven Daniels is hereby proclaimed the u'orld's heavy-weight champion boxer. The great crowd left, and among them a woman, tall and straight, with a mass of auburn hair piled high upon her head. Her sealskin cap she drew a little closer when leaving the building. There's the girl that married the multi-millionaire last week, I heard someone say. She stopped at the door, where a Salvation Army Lassie was standing in the neat little uniform of a commander. XYhy, Tessie Magocsyf' exclaimed she of the auburn hair, you here? l hear you are the successor of Evangel- ine Booth. How wonderful! You must come to see me and tell me all about it. They parted, the former entering -., a limousine, which after a few minutes stopped before a large millinery establishment. In big gold letters the sign over the door read, Mademoiselle Le Noir. Latest Styles From Paris. As milady entered. I found her to be Mary Steegar. QI might have known before, as there is only one girl with that color hairj She advanced toward Ulvlademoiselle Le Noir and, smiling, said, Bon jour. S'il vous plait, etc. llut the chic Mademoiselle was no other than May Greenstein! I left them and on passing down the street I saw a small boy running as fast as he could. Curiously, I followed him to school and into the classroom. The teacher looked familiar. Surely I knew her. liureka! lt was Anna Fish. The small boy began to speak-a fine, sturdy little fellow, too. Yes, he said, Mother says that Daddy is an ideal husband, for he neither drinks, swears, nor smokes, and is never out later than nine o'clock any night. And who is your father? someone asked. Billy Bridgewater: and l'm Billy llridgewater, Jn! After leaving the school I walked down the stregt and was attracted by a great shouting coming from the' Polo grounds. Quickly I made my way there and arrived just in time to see an exciting event in a game between the